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Oblivion , Doubt Ch. 02

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This series is a companion to my story Truth hooded with pleasure.

Grasping at the top sheet Leethie pulled so it moved up over Miranda’s back, and off to the side. The dark-haired girl, seeing the sheet moving, followed its movement until she was staring at Miranda’s feet and ass. As it pulled across Miranda’s back it pulled her t-shirt with it, exposing the pale skin of her back and side; her thin cotton panties. Leethie watched the dark-haired girl’s gaze and continued to pull until she and Miranda were fully exposed mersin escort to the girl. She felt Miranda’s head turning to look at the girl, but her mouth never left Leethie’s pussy. Her tongue seemed to jump and squirm with new urgency, however.

Leethie could see the dark-haired girl’s eyes dropping to look at Miranda and then darting back to look her in the eyes. She looked down at Miranda. Her eyes were on the dark-haired girl as her mouth labored silently to bring Leethie off. Leethie lowered her thigh nearest mersin escort bayan the dark-haired girl as wide as she could and reached for the hem of her t-shirt and pulled it slowly up, giving the dark-haired girl a better view of Miranda’s mouth, her hairless pussy, her tummy, and finally baring her breasts.

Leethie’s back arched as Miranda began to fuck her with two fingers, her lips still closed over Leethie’s clit and sucking hard. Leethie could see the excitement in the dark-haired girl’s eyes, but she escort mersin could tell the show wouldn’t last much longer. It had been too long, and this was all too much. She held her abs rigid, pressing her breath down and constricting her throat in an effort not to cry out. She had closed her eyes tight, but forced them open – to see the dark-haired girl, still staring at Miranda; transfixed.

Leethie wondered what Miranda would do if she ordered her to go eat out the dark-haired girl. She felt her cunt flood at the image. Just as she decided to do it the orgasm dropped on her. She’s squeezed her thighs against Miranda’s ears as hard as she could, pressing her breasts with her closed fists, her fingernails biting into her palms. But she didn’t make a sound.

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